April
As we rode back to Mark’s house, I continued to think about Nick. I was really enjoying what was happening between the both of us. I had never felt so much pleasure before. The way he kissed me and held me and when he touched me, it felt so good. I still couldn’t believe that what we were doing was real. Being with him felt like a dream for me. I still couldn't imagine someone like him could be interested in me. He could get any girl that he wanted and yet, he wanted me. Me! I always thought that I was a simple girl who would never have a chance with a guy like that. It almost made up for the way that the evening ended. I just wished we had had more time.
There were many times I had fantasized about us having a romantic relationship and passionate sex and this time, we were so close. I almost wanted to hit Mark for being an idiot and ruining everything between us. I turned to look at Mark who was in and out of consciousness. He knew better than this. Maybe he just got caught up in the moment. That girl Mandy looked like trouble. She seemed like a girl who would drum up trouble just for the fun of it. If she really did love that guy, she wouldn’t be looking at anyone else. I was just glad that Nick wasn’t interested in a girl like her.
She could have easily hurt him and gotten him into trouble, just like she did with Mark. If Mark was sober and left her alone, I would have still been at the party. I would have been upstairs with Nick doing…well, who knows? Maybe having sex? Maybe cuddling? I had no idea, but we would have gone much further than we did tonight.
Mark was slurring his words in the car. He seemed out of it. He then looked at me and smiled. It seemed like he wanted to talk to me, but I couldn’t understand what he was saying. He then looked like he wanted to throw up. I immediately put the window down and stuck his head outside of the car. He then threw up and the taxi driver wasn’t pleased, as some of the vomit stuck to the outside of the car.
“God! What is wrong with that boy? That is going to cost you extra.”
I sighed. As if I didn’t have enough to worry about already. Now I had to spend more money. I didn’t even know if I could afford this. I was already on a tight budget. I looked into my wallet and realized that I had some extra money as I had worked extra shifts at the stand.
“Okay, fine. I’ll pay.”
I sat there hoping that Mark was okay. I refused to feel sorry for him, but he was my best friend and I didn’t want anything bad to happen to him. I was so annoyed at him but I refused to think about it anymore. My mind drifted and I could only think about Nick. Oh! That muscular body on top of mine. And that smile! When I was in his arms, I felt so safe and secure. Like nothing could go wrong. I just wanted him all the time. I wanted to open up to him and always be close to him. I was relieved that we at last touched. I finally kissed him and he was so passionate and gentle with me. I wondered how far we would have gotten if we weren’t interrupted by the fight. I was a little upset at Mark for ruining a perfect moment between us. Maybe I really shouldn’t have brought him.
I wondered what Nick was doing right now. He was probably enjoying his party and having a good time. I wished I was there with him right now in his bed. I looked over at Mark who seemed to look very sick.
“Hey, you okay?” I asked him
“Oh, I am fine. But now I think I know my limits.”
“Okay, well we're almost at your house.”
He then reached out and grabbed my hand. He looked at me and told me thanks.
“Hey, friends look out for each other right?” I said.
“Right,” he replied with a glassy look in his eyes.
I’d never seen that look before and I just thought that he was drunk. We finally arrived at his house. He was sobering up now and seemed to be able to walk out of the car on his own, but still needed a bit of help. I was relieved because Mark was heavier and bigger than I was and I wouldn’t be able to do it on my own if he had been as drunk as he was before. I paid the driver and we made our way to the front door. I fished for the keys in his pocket and opened the door.
I turned on the lights and we headed to the kitchen. He sat down as I got him a glass of water. He began to drink it and then I took the glass from him and washed it out. I helped him up the stairs and into his bed. I tucked him in and was about to leave when he stopped me.
“Thanks, April.”
“No problem.”
I turned my heel and stepped through the door.
“Wait…. April.”
I turned around and faced him once again.
“What?”
“I love you…” he blurted out.
“Wait what?”
“I love you April. I have loved you for a very long time. Ever since we were younger, I have loved you. I have never loved anyone else the way that I have loved you.”
He then looked at me and for the first time, I saw it in his eyes. I wondered how I didn’t see it before. Still in shock, I tried to find the right words to let him down.
“I don’t know what to say. Mark, I am sorry to tell you this but I don’t feel the same way. I only see you as a brother and that’s it. I didn’t realize that you felt this way about me. I am really sorry though.”
“I am sorry too,” he said pitifully, “I know how you feel about heavy drinking.”
“Yeah, I am not a huge fan and you should know better….”
I was completely disappointed in Mark. I didn’t like when people get drunk and acted recklessly. I had my reasons.
“I am really sorry, April.”
He then remained really quiet for a while.
“I hope what I said and did tonight doesn’t ruin our friendship.”
“I…. think I need some time to think. Goodnight Mark.”
“Goodnight April.”
As I left his house and locked the door behind me, I thought that tonight was filled with way too much drama. I didn’t know he felt that way! And why did he choose tonight of all nights to tell me? Especially when I was upset over the drinking. He knew how I felt about it. It would take some time for me to let it go. I was hoping that his strong feelings wouldn’t ruin our friendship. We had a good thing going and now I wasn’t sure how I would feel just hanging around him now that I knew how he felt about me. I was already feeling guilty for it because I knew a part of him was in pain. I now knew that my interaction with Nick probably made him jealous and hurt him a bit.
I was fortunate to live near Mark. My place was only a few blocks away. As I walked, I tried to make sense of everything. I wanted to blame Mark’s feelings on the alcohol. I really did. But I knew I was lying to myself just to feel more comfortable. I knew he was telling me the truth. He really did have strong feelings for me. But how long had he had these feelings for me? Had he ever shown any signs that he liked me? Maybe he did and I just chose to ignore them.
I wished I hadn’t seen that side of Mark. I decided to ignore the situation with Mark and focused on what happened or almost happened with Nick. I looked at my arms and realized that I was getting goosebumps just at the thought of it. I wished we could have spent more time together. He was an amazing kisser and I could not get that nor the touching and caressing out of my mind. I really do hope that tonight was just the beginning of something amazing between us.
I finally arrived home and opened the door. Immediately, I was greeted with the strong smell of alcohol. I looked over and saw my father on the couch sleeping. There was an empty bottle of cheap whiskey on the floor and the television was blaring. I couldn’t believe that my father also decided to get drunk. What was going on tonight? I decided to turned off the television and cleaned up a bit after my father. I also ran upstairs to get a blanket for him so that I could tuck him in.
As I began to do so, I noticed a piece of paper in his hands. Normally I wouldn’t pry, but given my father’s inebriated state, I was quite curious to see what was on the paper. As I read through the document, I was horrified. It appeared that I wasn’t the only one having a rough night.
I couldn’t believe that th
ey would do such a thing! My dad was one of the most hard-working men that I knew! How could they fire him?! I dropped the notice on the table and headed upstairs. I then got into bed and proceeded to cry. Why was all of this happening to me? Why did they fire my dad? Why did Mark have to tell me that he loved me? I clutched my pillow and cried profusely. I wanted all of this to just be a dream. I just wanted to wake up the next day and not have to deal with all of this. My life has never had so much drama before and now it seemed to be filled with it. I tugged at my shirt and could smell Nick.
I wished Nick was here to comfort me. It felt like my entire life was falling apart. I just wanted to be wrapped in his arms so that I could just get lost in him. As I lay there looking up at the ceiling, I hoped that things would get better somehow and we would quickly get through this rough time. I tried to convince myself that it would but that was very difficult when I was right into the thick of it all. Finally, as I was beginning to fall asleep, I had thoughts of Nick to soothe me into a restful, dreamy state.
Nick
Ah! It was good to be back at the stadium! This field was like my second home and it always felt good to be here. I felt like I belonged. I walked in with a smile on my face and determined mindset that I was going to have a good practice today. That was normally the mindset that I had, and it always worked for me. I always seemed to have a laser-like focus on the field and whenever we played games. I was running some strategies that the coach discussed with us in my mind and preparing myself for the game.
Suddenly, April popped into my head. I wondered how she was doing. It had been a while since I heard from her. I remembered our little moment in my room and began to grin like an idiot. It was so intimate and romantic. We weren't able to get very far and still it was almost perfect. That is, until we were rudely interrupted by the clash between Mark and Brad. I wanted to punch both of them in the face for ruining it. I can’t believe that Mark didn’t know how to handle his liquor! I mean, what guy in college didn’t know his limits?! Gosh! I can’t believe she called him her best friend! Maybe he was just her friend because he really liked her. I don’t know. And Brad's jealousy over Mandy of all people really got on my nerves!
Anyway, I was tired of thinking about them. My thoughts immediately went back to April. Oh! How I missed that beautiful angelic face of hers and those lips! It felt like it had been ages since we kissed. I wanted to do it again. I wanted to take her into my arms and kiss her and hold her and bite her and….
I had to get a hold of myself. If the guys saw the hard-on that thinking about April was giving me, there would be no end to their teasing. I pulled myself together and decided to pay April a visit at work. I saw her from where I stood across from her stand. She looked so beautiful. I wondered if she knew how lovely she looked when she was waiting on customers. Who was I kidding? She always looked lovely in general.
I watched as she pulled out her textbook and started reading. Her business law class, I bet. I grinned mischievously thinking, maybe I should get into some legal trouble and let her bail me out.
That would be an interesting form of role play. I stared at her for a moment. I had to admit that I loved her work ethic. She would be an excellent study partner and gauging from that night at my party, an excellent partner in other matters.
I wished I had brought her flowers or something to show how special I thought she was. It annoyed me at how new I was to all of this. I wasn't used to making girls feel so special. I felt like a wuss, but I knew she deserved it. I wanted to go out of my way to make her feel special. I was so nervous. She made me nervous. As I walked up to her, I wondered what I should say to her. If we had sealed the deal, I wouldn’t feel so nervous. It was easier to interact with girls that I had slept with. I am not sure why, but it’s easier when you have seen each other naked, I guess. There is nothing left to hide. I guess I did live up to my reputation. I only seemed to interact with girls who I enjoyed having sex with. I never really focused on making anything meaningful after that. It just didn’t make sense to me. I already had sex with a girl and after that, she didn’t seem to have much to offer. So this relationship with April, or whatever it was, was unique. It was a challenge for me not to slip into bad habits, but keeping her around was a big priority and I was willing to put the extra effort in making this work for her because she was worth it.
I finally walked up to the stand. April saw me and smiled at me. God, do I love that smile. I just wanted that smile to be mine and mine only. I felt like the luckiest man in the world. She was everything I could ever want in a woman and ever since her, I haven’t thought about anyone else.
She looked a little down. I could see it in her eyes. I wasn’t really one to pry into the personal affairs of others. I also wasn’t one to focus on the negativity and sadness. Also I didn’t want her to cry right now. She was at her job and looked really pretty. I just didn’t want to ruin it.
“So is everything okay? Is your friend okay?”
“Yeah, I am okay. He’s fine now. Just had to sleep it off. Thanks a lot for everything.”
I could even hear it in her voice. She wasn’t her normal self. Whatever it was, it must have been really bad. I hated to see like this.
“Yeah, I figured. Well that’s good.”
“Yeah.”
I couldn’t help it. I just wanted to make her feel better.
“How about we go on a date?” I suggested.
She perked up a bit.
She wanted clarification, “You mean like an actual date?”
“Is there any other kind?”
She seemed really surprised.
“Yeah, of course I would love that.”
I smiled at her. I was so glad to put a smile on that face.
She was grinning like an idiot. I felt so proud of myself. I felt like I had accomplished something.
“Good. Great!”
“So…. Where would we go?”
I…hadn’t thought that far ahead. I froze trying to figure out where to take her. I could take her to a restaurant. I wasn’t even sure what kind of food she liked. Maybe she liked Italian. I know a lot of people do.
I gathered myself and answered the question.
“So there is this Italian restaurant we can go to. I normally would go there sometimes just to have pizza, but I heard they have other dishes as well,” I suggested.
“Sure, I’d love to go there,” she agreed eagerly.
“Great, well maybe when we have some time we can go out. I’m really busy with practice right now. Another big game is coming up and we have to be prepared.”
“Yeah, I have finals coming up,” she said as she raised her book.
“So, we can talk about this some more and then go on our date….”
“…. And see where the night takes us?”
“Good! Smart as always.”
I leaned in and gave her a kiss. I stroked her face. I wanted to do so much more than just kissing. I wanted to go back to that moment in my bedroom and do it all over again. I wanted to do so much more than just kiss her and touch her. I wanted to taste every inch of her and make her say my name. I stared at those beautiful eyes and we were deep into conversation, yet I knew there was still something on her mind. I loved talking to her so much that I forgot the time. Coach, who saw me talking to her from a distance told me that they were about to begin practice and that I needed to get ready. I asked him to give me a minute.
I turned to look at April and I just hated saying goodbye to that pretty face.
“I have to go to practice now. But I will see you soon?”
She smiled, “Yeah, you will.”
I kissed her goodbye and headed to the locker room to change. I was mentally getting ready for another training session. I knew I was going to crush it. Ryan came up to me and looked sorrowful. I was really in a good mood and didn’t want to hear it. I told Ryan about Jennifer and as much as I initially felt sorry for him, he walked right into it. He knew how manipulative she was. I knew
things were tough for him, but was he really that desperate?
Ryan said, “Look, bro I am sorry about your party the other night. She really wanted to go and she promised to help me go pro after school.”
“Oh, okay.”
So I was right. It was only a mutually beneficial relationship. Ryan could have gotten anyone else to help him. He wasn’t a bad player and he was one the hardest working and dedicated players on the team. Had I known he was so desperate to go pro, I would have been willing to help. I would have put him in touch with people who can help him. The coach, the school, even my father would have helped. He didn’t have to go through this, especially with Jennifer who, at the end of the day, would only focus on and act out based on her own self-interest.
“I didn’t even want her help, but she said she knew someone who owns the Broncos and I really want to join the team,” he added.
I began to walk away. I didn’t want to deal with this. I was going on a date with my dream girl and wanted to only focus on practice. I didn’t have time for this.
“Hey! Look I’m sorry.”
I kept walking. He then grabbed my shoulder and I pushed off his hand.
“Did it even occur to you that she is only using you to make me jealous?” I asked sharply.
This touched a nerve. Ryan was immediately upset.
“What? Why would she do that?” he asked.
“Because that’s who she is. She just uses people for her own agenda and then just dumps them like trash.”
Ryan was surprised, “Wow, I didn’t even know.”
“Of course you knew! Who do you think I was talking about all this time?!”
“Oh…I just thought it was some other girl who you used to date before her.”
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